It was as if he were asking.
What the hell did you install on him?!
Why does he have to recite a poem just to make an entrance?
Fuck, why is he acting so damn pretentious?!
Amid that elegant voice, a jet-black Battle Halberd pierced out through billowing smoke and dust, then swept aside, its wielder striding forward with unhurried composure. Fierce Tiger Sky Shouting Halberd, Breaking Cloud Sky-shattering Bow, war robe billowing, armor radiating killing intent, all accompanying the calm sound of his footsteps.
The momentum of that poem suddenly shifted, becoming grim and razor-sharp.
"I still recall the days of vying for the world, sweeping all before me, spirit none could ever steal."
"Who dares stand against me, proud above all dust and mortal realm, alone holding five hundred years of spring and autumn."
"The chronicles run deep and dark, yet my heroic bearing is unchanged, this heart still surges vast and mighty."
